The moon is a slice of paranoia tonight;
of reflection of things that provoke the naked eye—
I am lost
but certain of silent footsteps that accompany me
as the hills darken.
It’s funny how the human mind works,
diligently
when faced with misgiving
and lethargic when lounging, when at ease—
love, I am aware of peeling away of minutes,
of shadows
that lurk astutely in the subconscious.
The rustling of leaves;
I have stood many a time at the doorway of dreaming,
attended circles
where people moan with disbelief— what if I told you
that seeing things is another name for siding with truth,
would you side with me?
Would you step outside your comfort zone?
Would you take the leap?
The watery embrace of the sea;
there is a thin line
between what’s real and what the world wants us to believe.
Photo credits: Reflection by Serenity Mitchell, Unsplash
Posted for Weekly Scribblings @ Poets and Storytellers United
Masterfully said. (Though I think that line often becomes very thick.)
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
That is a very thin line, Sanaa. We have a right to stand and question that paranoid moon, don’t we?
I admire your beautiful imagery, Sanaa. Well done.
Thank you so much, Joel 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Great to read you again Sanaa – as ever sweeping imagery and thoughtful lines
Thank you so much, Jae 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
” I am aware of peeling away of minutes”
i really luv this expression Sanaa and can be easily absorbed into this feeling
Happy Wednesday
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Happy Wednesday!
much love…
I love the opening lines, Sanaa, the moon ‘like a slice of paranoia’ is very atmospheric and a little jarring, especially when paired with ‘certain of silent footsteps that accompany me’. The final lines are so true.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
One hopes for a meeting of the minds (and hearts) between those barriers. There might still be terrors to confront, but at least they can be confronted together.
Absolutely! Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
The “silent footsteps” gave me goosebumps. A beautifully crafted tale!
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Feeling this today. That sense of the paranoia of attention is a vivid emotion. 🙂
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
I am sure the world would have been very disappointed in humankind once they invented the wheel. From that moment on the world has been in danger. What a pleasure to have you recite or poems now Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Love, “doorway of dreaming”. Wonderful poem, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️